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Mar 2020
I hover
Above
My body,
Barely
Noticing
Its aching
And resenting
It anyway.
And then
I ask
For breaths
For stretches
For bends
And twists
And my body
Forgives me
My choices
And offers
Me
Three more
Before I
Realize
My prying
Falls short
And let go.
Scorpius
Written by
Scorpius  Lafayette, LA
(Lafayette, LA)   
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